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ok so what am i going to talk about today? i dont know...im just writing this due to the death threats ive been getting from people who nag that i dont write anything on my blog...pardon me for thinking its hard work...

ok so what do i talk about? erm i dont know....what have i done...i dont know....who am i? not quite sure about that either? ooooh i know....im going to talk about work?!!

so what am i doing with my life? i am spending my time, working my rear off...spending ten hours a day getting abused by old people, who are making me feel that enthusiasia is the way forward....i hate talking to people who dont want to read their flipping bills, and other who dont get out of their house enough...i hate people telling me to be embarrassed that i work for who i do...ive been embarrassed since day one?!!

ok so what else? i dont know....gosh i dont know is my favourite phrase...seriously i dont know whats happened lately....

ooooh apart from spending ten million flipping days awaiting my new phone to come...and ive been taking random photos with it...of yours truly....and im seeing blemishes appear...out comes the cocoa butter...HAHAHA....im joking....i mean ive got spots...its like dot to dot...

ok now lets talk about something else...i want to rant about BUSES
and students...im sorry but i hate students...*glares* you guys totally kill manchester...and im awaiting the day you lot all get lost and go home...you smell, dont pay taxes, and decide that one seat on the bus isnt enough for you so will take two and when i come to sit next to you, you give me that goddamn snobby glare *im a student, improving the world for the better*, like youre some superhero...

and whats with the buses not coming or for that matter leaving on time...seriously....grrrrrrr....

ok im bored now....and i have to tidy my crash site of a room...oooh now that reminds me...i hate amateur handymen....guy came around to the cardboard box i live in...and him and his seven little friends....seven of them may i remind you....were unable to do a simple job of painting a few rooms and the ceiling...and like also not finishing all the flipping food in the cupboards....like when i say finished...i mean finished....i cant talk about it...im just gonna go mad...arghhh?!!!